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I like to read. I like school. For the most part, I’m a nerd, which is why Back to School night should be a fun night for me. But I have twins. So instead I feel pained that I’m missing out on an experience related to one of my kids.

It’s one of those mom of twin moments that gives me a little heartache. I try to be mindful of treating them like individuals despite the twin status. It’s not always possible. But I guess I do the best I can. My husband will have to be at every Back to School night with me forever so we can each be in a class…and then I have to pray that the little one doesn’t have hers on the same night and oh geez I’m realizing right this minute that she will when they are in 4th and 2nd grade!

On Monday I was in my daughter’s class because I’m a CLASS PARENT!!! That just seems funny to me. Though I was nervous about taking on something extra I actually love it because I’ve been able to get to know my daughter’s fabulous teacher in a way that I wouldn’t have without my class parent role.

And this is my daughter’s self portrait…how seriously creepy is that thing!?

That portrait is hilarious! What freaked me out about back to school night was sitting at my son’s desk. It’s so small! And messy–all of his pencils were broken and he’s only been there a few weeks! I snuck to the back of class and sharpened them in the electric sharpener! I also couldn’t get over the first grade work load. Did you feel that way? All work, no play. I felt so sad, and thankful I held him an extra year before starting school since he’s a November baby. First grade is intense!

As soon as I sat down in the tiny chair at my sons back to school night I felt like I was back in hell all over again. I wanted to raise my hand, ask to go to the nurse, and fake my way home with a phony stomache ache. I can’t believe I still hate it that much!